A little over 2000 years ago, an amazing thing happened. Most likely it occurred sometime around spring — late spring. It was the most amazing thing that ever occurred. The word that spoke “let there be light” (okay, he may have stated Maxwell’s equations specifically long before Maxwell “discovered” them, but the general gist of it was let there be light) took upon himself flesh and blood. The one who set the worlds in motion became a human on a small one of those worlds. There are those that deny it would even be possible. How could a creator take on the “stuff” of what was created? It didn’t fit any of the mathematical models.
Born of a woman? So poor a woman that his first bed was a limestone feed trough? Come on now, that just doesn’t make sense. Even if this creator did want to contact the human race (why would he want to do that in the first place … a jumble of immoral, violent, ingrates that would love nothing more than to be rid of him).
Born under the law? He was the author of all just law. The righteous law is a reflection of his character. There was absolutely no need for him to have the law, for his very nature would do what was required by the law. He would no more do wrong than a cat would fly.
Why? That is the most amazing thing of all. The king had a people who rebelled against him. They wanted to throw off his rule — even though that rule was good, honorable, incorruptible, and perfect. The just penalty for this treason was death. The problem is that the creator was both just (he could not ignore the traitors’ treason) and merciful. Justice requires that all debts are paid. Mercy seeks to forgive those who have done what is wrong. A just and merciful creator pronounced the death sentence, then took the form of the traitor so he could take the place of the traitor. And that is why. The creator/word took on flesh and we celebrate that this season. We are not commanded to do so, but we choose to do so. It is not particularly the time, but it is worthwhile to set a time — and what better time than that which the people who had been traitors used to celebrate, but now with a different meaning.
Maxwell’s equations were spoken into the void and light could not help but come forth. Mercy was spoken by the father and the son became flesh and dwelt among us.
Remember the gift that this season is about. I would wish wars to cease, famine to stop, disease to be conquered; that will not happen in this age.
Remember the gift. It was for us that he came. I would wish everyone would love each other with sincere hearts, treat one another with kindness, theft and violence to be replaced with charity and compassion; that will not happen in this age.
Remember the gift. Now we are the children of God … it is not yet revealed what we shall become.